Old Turtle Ye Zhiqiu

The man they called their boss was their captain.

The captain of the Canghui Academy students looked over disdainfully. After all, how could any girl, however pretty, compare to their only female teammate?

But reality proved that he would eat his words all too quickly.

At that moment, time seemed to freeze. He could no longer tear his gaze away from those four peerless beauties, and the shock surging through his heart defied words.

Such city-toppling beauty truly existed in this world-and not just one, but four women, each captivating in her own way, so beautiful they seemed beyond mortal reach.

Especially the woman named Zhu Zhuqing. She stood among the others with a cool, aloof bearing, like a gleam of moonlight on a winter night, chilly yet luminous.

Every male student present was helplessly drawn to her, his heart stirring with unprecedented passion and longing.

Then the students glanced at the male students beside the Four Girls.

Their clothes were plain. One look was enough to tell they were poor students.

Girls like these would be the easiest to trick into bed.

"Boss, interested?"

"How could I not be? Would I even qualify as a man otherwise?"

Faced with the Canghui Academy students' filthy taunts and provocations, Zhu Zhuqing merely cast them a brief glance. A trace of disdain flashed in her eyes before she resumed her cool, moonlike composure, utterly unmoved.

But Ning Rongrong, the pampered daughter of her family, would never tolerate such an insult.

Her gaze instantly sharpened, shooting straight toward the brazen Canghui Academy students.

A cold smile curled her lips, her haughty bearing revealing nobility and contempt for everything beneath her.

"You think you're worthy? Toads dreaming of eating swan flesh!"

At her words, the Canghui Academy captain showed no restraint. Instead, his laughter grew even more outrageous, laced with lust and arrogance.

"I don't know whether I'm a toad, but I know this little white swan will be singing beneath my crotch today! Hahaha!"

With a wave from their captain, the other five male students immediately stepped forward, ready to drag the women away by force!

"Come on, come on! Spending today with us beats staying with these paupers, doesn't it?"

"Come have a drink with me, then make sure we're nice and satisfied. Otherwise, none of you are leaving tonight!"

As they prepared to get handsy, Dai Mubai, Tang San, and the others beside them showed no reaction at all.

After all, they knew how strong Canghui Academy was!

And it was an academy for nobles. They did not dare intervene; they had no desire to invite trouble.

Oscar and Ma Hongjun were even worse!

They immediately hid, terrified that a fight would leave them injured!

The people around them merely watched the spectacle, with no intention of stopping it.

After all, they did not want to end up covered in someone else's filth.

"This one's dressed like a slut. Take her first!"

A lewd whistle cut through the air, carrying provocation and malice, aimed straight at Hu Liena.

"You dare touch my woman? Tired of living?"

At that critical instant, Chen Jue's eyes abruptly turned icy, flashing with a cold light.

As he spoke, his figure darted forward like a leopard pouncing on its prey. In an instant, he seized the groping hand about to touch Hu Liena.

Beneath his iron-clamp grip, the wrist was as fragile as a dead branch. One slight twist produced the sharp, grating crack of breaking bone.

"You fucking dare touch me? You're asking to-aaaah!"

Before the man could finish his cry of pain, Chen Jue hurled him away with irresistible force, as though tossing aside a piece of useless garbage.

His body traced an arc through the air before slamming heavily into the ground with a dull thud.

The sight instantly left the Canghui Academy students afraid to make any reckless moves.

Their captain also took notice of this man.

He had not expected someone with decent strength to be among their group.

And all these women were seated around him. Surely, they were bound to him by countless threads!

In that case, I'll defeat you first!

"Your classmates can't get away from me fast enough. What gave you the nerve to attack? Aren't you afraid of dying?"

With that, he and the other four male students summoned their martial souls.

They were all Soul Elders, with the captain himself already at level thirty-nine.

Sensing the tension permeating the air, everyone shrewdly retreated to the side to watch how things unfolded.

"Five measly Soul Elders dare put on airs in front of me?"

"Keep it up, and I'll send you flying!"

An amused smile curled Chen Jue's lips. One arm encircled the alluring Hu Liena, while the other lightly embraced the cool, ethereal Zhu Zhuqing. His eyes brimmed with undisguised contempt and confidence.

The Canghui Academy captain's expression darkened at his words. A cold smile curled his lips, and he sharply swung his arm down.

"Such arrogance!"

"Brothers, get him! Beat him, and you can do whatever you want with the women..."

At those words, the four Soul Elder students, already itching to act, now had eyes blazing with frenzy and greed. Like starving wolves lunging at their prey, they charged at Chen Jue's group with a rush of air.

Seeing the four Soul Elders attack, Tang San and the others instinctively backed away several steps, afraid of being caught in the blows.

But facing those four Soul Elders, Chen Jue did not even summon his martial soul.

After all... they were not worthy.

"Ow..."

"Shit..."

"Don't hit my head!"

"Don't hit my dick..."

None of them lasted three exchanges against Chen Jue before they all passed out.

The sight left everyone in disbelief.

Without even summoning his martial soul, he had defeated these Soul Elders in just a few moves.

That meant the man before them was at least a Soul Ancestor.

Yet how old could he possibly be...?

Even the two scantily clad women from earlier could not help marveling.

So strong!

Handsome, rich, and this powerful, too!

I'm in love~

I wish he'd give us some proper loving~

At that thought, they began to envy the Four Girls under his protection!

Meanwhile, a cold smile curled Chen Jue's lips as he approached the Canghui Academy captain step by step, his entire body radiating unquestionable authority.

"Your turn! Where should I hit you?"

"Since you like women so much, I'll cripple that part of you! That'll teach you to abduct women!"

With that, Chen Jue reached for his balls.

"Teacher, save me!"

The captain finally realized how serious things had become and cried out in desperation, his voice full of unmistakable fear and helplessness.

"You've got some strength, brat!"

Ye Zhiqiu, the Canghui Academy teacher who had been about to pick up his chopsticks nearby, could no longer stand watching. His gaze had grown as sharp as a hawk's, and at last he lost patience and moved.

Soul power surged around him. A Soul King's oppressive aura erupted like a mountain crashing down, seemingly twisting the surrounding air with its force.

Tables, chairs, and utensils buckled beneath the pressure, shattering with piercing cries.

Every spectator's expression changed drastically, fine beads of cold sweat seeping from their foreheads.

Yet faced with a Soul King's aura powerful enough to intimidate everyone, Chen Jue remained composed.

After all, Chen Jue was also a Soul King. This so-called Soul King's aura had absolutely no effect on him.

In the end, an amused smile curled his lips. With a slight movement of his fingers, he effortlessly crushed the captain's most treasured possessions beneath the man's terrified gaze, and a despairing howl rang through the air.

"Aaaaaaaah!"

The scream tore through the stillness. The captain's body convulsed with agonizing pain before finally collapsing helplessly to the ground, unconscious.

Ye Zhiqiu froze. He had not expected the brat to withstand his Soul King pressure.

Even less had he expected the brat to dare kill someone right in front of him!

This was utter disregard for him.

He instantly flew into a rage, rose to his feet, and pointed at Chen Jue.

"Brat, I admit your strength exceeded my expectations, but... doing that to him right in front of me? Isn't that showing me far too little respect?"

"You old bastard turtle, you think you deserve my respect? Take your students and get out of my sight now, or you won't end up much better than them!"

Chen Jue spoke disdainfully, showing no regard for him whatsoever.

After all, a mere Soul King was nothing to fear, especially one who did not even possess a Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring.

"You..."

Ye Zhiqiu's words caught in his throat. His fists clenched until his knuckles turned bluish-white as he struggled to restrain his fury.

Just then, the waiter who had hurried away earlier seemed to sense the string stretched taut in the air. He hastily darted out from a corner, his face filled with anxiety and fear.

"We're only a small business. We can't afford this kind of fighting..."

"If you want to fight, could you please take it outside? I'm begging you!"

The waiter's voice verged on tears. His hands gestured incessantly, his eyes full of pleading.

Chen Jue's gaze swept lightly over the waiter, and a faint smile curled his lips.

He slowly drew an exquisite cloth pouch from his Soul Tool. Glittering Gold Soul Coins poured out like a meteor shower, landing unerringly in the waiter's trembling hands.

"Keep this. Consider it the repair money. No need to return any extra; I'll cover it if it falls short!"

The waiter stared at the hundred-plus Gold Soul Coins in his hands, instantly dumbstruck, then hurriedly put them away.

"Sorry for interrupting. Please, carry on!"

The moment he finished speaking, the waiter left!

Ye Zhiqiu took a deep breath, his gaze abruptly sharpening like a hawk's. He strode forward, his entire bearing changing as he shouted in a low voice.

"Brat, let me show you my strength!"

As his words fell, a tremendous surge of water-element power erupted from within him, swirling around his body and gradually condensing into a Water Mystic Turtle martial soul.

Then three yellow and two purple Soul Rings appeared.

The surrounding crowd involuntarily backed away several steps, their gazes filled with wonder and awe at the stunning sight.

"He's actually a Soul King!"

"This rich brat has really kicked an iron plate this time!"

"Now we're in for a good show!"

But the Four Girls behind Chen Jue merely smiled disdainfully.

This old turtle was done for. A mere Soul King wasn't worth a single hair on Brother Chen Jue's head.

After all, Chen Jue was at the peak of the Soul King rank. Once he broke through that thin membrane, he would reach level sixty.

The old turtle before them was only level fifty-four, and his soul ring configuration fell far short of Chen Jue's.

So they were not worried.

Dai Mubai and Tang San, however, looked furious.

How could this old turtle be such trash?

A mere Soul King could become a teacher?

They had thought this old turtle was a level-seventy Soul Saint!

They had hoped he could teach Chen Jue a little lesson, only to discover that he was simply going to hand over his head.

Ugh! Useless old turtle.

Everyone's burning gazes converged on Ye Zhiqiu, filled with both astonishment and awe.

For a moment, his sense of superiority swelled to its limit, and an insufferably arrogant smile curled his lips.

He continued taunting Chen Jue.

"Brat, today I'll cripple you, then play with your little women right before your eyes!"

Yet Chen Jue merely smiled, a chill capable of freezing all things lurking within that smile.

He leisurely raised his hand, his fingertips brushing the edge of the table. It seemed like nothing more than a casual sweep, yet a thunderous boom rang out.

The sturdy tabletop instantly turned to powder, scattering to the floor and raising a cloud of dust.

"A mere Soul King, and you dare point your finger at me! You even dream of laying hands on my women! You must be tired of living!"